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FISHER & Tv.I'MU.RTRIE
ARE IV OW OPENING
The largest and best selected Stock of Goods
over offered in this community.
It comprises a full line of Fashionable
Dress Goods, suitable for FALL WINTER, such as Black
and Fancy ilks, French and English Merinos, All Wool
De Laines, (plain and colored,) Nauvau Plaid, Tanjore
Lustre, Figured Cashmere, Plaids, Mousline De Laines,
Coburg®, Alpaccas, De Barge, Ginghams, Prints, &c.
A large and beautiful assortment of Fall
and Winter Shawls, consisting of Stellas, Double Reversa
bles, Single and Double Brocha,Waterloo, Single and Double
Wool Gents Traveling Shawls, &c. A full stock of La
dies' Fine Collars, Gentlemen's Furnishing Goods, such as
Collars, Cravats, Ties, Stocks, Hosiery, Shirts, Gauze and
Silk Undershirts, Drawers, &c.
We have a fine selection of Mantillas,
Dress Trimmings, Fringes, Ribbons, Mitts, Gloves, Gaunt
lets, Hosiery, Handkerchiefs, Buttons ' Floss, Sewing Silk,
Extension Skirts, Hoops of all kinds, &c.
Also—Tic - kings, Osnaburg, Bleached and
Unbleached Muslins, all prices; Colored and White Cam
brics, Barred and Swiss Muslins, Victoria Lawns, Nain-
Books, Tarleton, and ninny other articles which comprise
the line of WHITE and DOMESTIC GOODS.
French Cloths, Fancy Cassimers, Satinets, Jeans, Tweeds,
Denims, Blue Drills, Flannels, Lindseys, Comforts, Blank
ets, Sr.c.
Hats and Caps, of every variety and style.
A Good Stock of GROCERIES, HARDWARE. QUEENS
WARE, BOOTS and SHOES, WOOD and WILLOW-WARE,
which will be sold Cheap.
We also deal in PLASTER. FISH, SALT, and all kinds
of GRAINS. and possess facilities in this branch of trade
unequalled by any. We deliver all packages or parcels of
Merchandise, free of charge, at the Depots of the Broad Top
and Pennsylvania Railroads.
COME ONE. COME ALL, and be convinced that the Me
tropolitan is the place to secure fashionable and desirable
goods, disposed of at the lowest rates.
Huntingdon, Oct. 4, 1859
NEWS ! NEWS I! NEWS !I I
NEW 0 orm s,
NEW GOODS,
NEIV GOODS,
AT BEN JACOBS'
AT BEN JACOBS'
CHEAP CORNER,
CLL EAP CORNER.
BENJ. JACOBS has now upon his shelves a largo and
full assortment of
FALL AND WINTER GOODS,
comprising, a very extensive assortment of
LADLES' DRESS GOnDS, DRY GOODS,
READY-MADE CLOTHING, GROCERIES, HATS & CAPS,
BOOTS & SHOES, &c., &c., &c.
The stock of CLOTHING for men and boys is complete—
every article of wear will be found to be good and cheap.
Full suits sold at greatly reduced prices—panic prices—
which will be very low.
His entire stock of Goods will compare with any other
in town, and the public will do well to call and examine
before purchasing elsewhere.
As I am determined to sell my goods, bargains may be
expected, so all will do well to call.
Country Produce taken in Exchange for Goods.
BENJ. JACOBS, Cheap Corner.
Huntingdon, Oct .4, 1859.
$lO,OOO REWARD!!
MOSES STROUS,
Will risk the above sum that ho can Sell Goods, to every
body, at prices to suit the times. His stock has been re
newed for FALL and WINTER, and he invites all to
call and examine for themselves.
His stock consists of every variety of
LADIES' DRESS GOODS.
DRY GOODS, OF ALL KINDS,
READY-MADE CLOTHING,
Such as Over Coats, Frock Coats, Dress Coats, Jackets,
Vests. Pants, &c.
BOOTS and SHOES, HATS and CAPS, of all sizes, for
old and young.
GROCERIES, of the best; QUEENSWARE, &c., &c.
The public generally are earnestly invited to call and
examine my new ,tuck of Goods, and be convinced that I
can accommodate with Goods and Prices, all who are look
" out for great bargains.
All kinds of Country Produce taken in exchange for
Goods. MOSES STROUS.
Huntingdon, Oct. 4, 1859.
R OBT. KING,
MERCHANT TAILOR,
Hill Street, one door west of Carmon's Store,
has just returned from the City with a splendid assort
ment of
CLOTHS,
CASSIAIERES, and
PLAIN and FANCY VESTINGS,
which ho will make up to order in the best workman-like
manner.
Thankful for past favors, a continuance of the same is
respectfully solicited.
ROOT. KING,
Huntingdon, Oct. 4,1859-3 m.
BOOTS AND SHOES,
CALF-SKINS AND LININGS,
LASTS AND FINDINGS.
LEVI WESTBROOK,
Has just opened his new stock of
BOOTS and SHOES for men, women, boys, misses and
children. All kinds of styles for Ladies can be found at
his store, and the men will not find fault with his stock
for their wear.
His old customers and the public generally, will please
call and examine his extensive stock.
His stock of Calf-skins, Linings, Lasts and Findings,
will please all in the trade.
Huntingdon, Oct. 4,1859,
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Ho ROMAN
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H. ROMAN!
H. ROMAN !
H. ROMAN I
NEW CLOTHING
JUST RECEIVED,
NEW CLOTHING
JUST RECEIVED,
NEW CLOTHING
JUST RECEIVED,
Call
at
Roman's
Clothing
Store
for
your
Clothing.
Huntingdon, Oct. 4, 1559.
BELL, GARRETTSON & CO.,
BANKERS,
HUNTINGDON, PA.
A general Banking business done. Drafts on Philadel
phia., Pittsburg, &c., constantly for sale. Money received
on deposit, payable on demand without interest, or on
time with interest at fair rates.
August 17, 1.959.1
LANK BOOKS,
Or VARIOUS SIZES, for sale at
LEWIS' BOQE:AND STAT/ONERY STORE.
TIZVELOPES
s By the box, pack, or less quantity, for sale at
LEWIS' 1300 K AND STATIONERY STORE.
WRAPPING PAPER !
A good article for sale at
LEWIS' BOOK STORE
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TT is a fact that Fisher Sz 111cMurtrie have
1. tho largest and cheapest Stock of Goods in town.
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LEVI WESTBROOK
WILLIAM LEWIS,
,VOL. XV.
Original Vottrg.
“The Dying Boy to his Playmates.”
I=
The dews of death were falling fast
On a fair and youthful brow;
Ills playmates gay, had gathered round—
These words came sad and low :
"Farewell companions, I must die,
A God above has willed it so ;
Yet I'll not add one bitter sigh,
For death is not an evil foe. -.
'Tis not the future that I fear,
But on the past my heart doth dwell ;
Those happy hours that we've spent here—
My dear companions, all farewell. .
How oft we've joined in noisy play,
Our hearts so wildly beat together,
Dreaming not of a parting day—
Such joys I thought too pure to sever
How many gay and brightened dreams of life,
Our light and boyish fancies fed;
But the world, a soul will not miss in its strife,
Oh, 'tie blest to be of the early dead.
Soon you'll miss no from your band—
This form shall mouldet 'math the sod;
My spirit waits but death's cold hand,
To be wafted to its God.
When I am dead yOu'll join in glee,
You'll play those games I loved so well ;
Yet I'll not ask one thought for me—
To all a long, a last farewell."
He stopped to speak, and faintly smiled,
Then gently fled his breath,
Then chilled his limbs, and closed his eyes,
He calmly slept in death.
'Tis well thus to die in life's sunny bloom,
Ere we know the world has a sigh—
. Ere we be tainted by its sins and snares—
How blest 'tis thus to die.
ALEXANDRIA, PA.
,stittt
THE BEGGAR---A TRUE STORY.
One cold, windy morning, the last day of
December, 1847, a half naked man knocked
timidly at the basement door of a fine sub
stantial mansion in the city of Brooklyn.—
Though the weather was bitter even for the
season, the young man had no clothing ex
cept a pair of ragged cloth pants, and the re
mains of a flannel shirt, which exposed his
muscular chest in many large rents. But
in spite of his tattered apparel and evident
fatigue, as he leaned heavily upon the railing
of the basement stair, a critical observer could
not fail to notice a conscious air of dignity,
and the marked traces of cultivation and re
finement in his pale, haggard countenance.
The door was speedily opened, and dis
closed a comfortably furnished room, with its
glowing grate of anthracite ; before which
was placed a luxuriantly furnished breakfast
table. A fashionably attired young man in
brocade dressing gown and velvet slippers,
was reclining in a soft fauteuil, busily read
ing the morning papers. The beautiful young
wife had lingered at the table, giving to the
servant in waiting, her orders for the house
hold matters of the day, when the timid
rap at the door attracted her attention. She
'commanded it to be opened ; but the young
master of the house replied that it was quite
useless—being no one but some thievish berr
gar ; but the door was already opened, and
the sympathies of Mrs. Maywood enlisted at
once.
" Come in to the fire," cried the young
wife, impulsively, " before you perish."
The mendicant without exhibiting any sur
prise at such unusual treatment of a street
beggar, slowly entered the room, manifested
a painful weakness at every step. On his
entrance Mr. Maywood, with a displeased
air, gathered up his papers and left the apart
ment. The compassionate lady unwisely
placed the half-frozen man near the fire, while
she prepared a bowl of fragrant coffee—
which with abundant food, was placed before
him. But noticing the abrupt departure of
her husband, Mrs. Maywood, with a clouded
countenance, left the room, whispering to the
servant to remain until the stranger should
leave.
She then ran hastily up the richly mounted
staircase, and paused before the entrance of
a small laboratory and medical library, and
accupied solely by her husband, who was a
physician and practical chemist. ' She open
ed the door and entered the room. Mr. May
wood was setting at a small table, with his
head resting on his hands, apparently in deep
thought.
"Edward," said the young wife, gently
touching his arm, " I fear I have displeased
you ; but the man looked wretched, I could
not bear to drive him away," and her sweet
voice trembled as she added—" You know I
take sacrament to-day."
" Dear Mary," replied the really fond hus
band, "I appreciate your motives. I know
it is pure goodness of heart which leads you
to disobey me, but still I must insist upon my
former commands—that no beggar shall ever
be permitted to enter the; house. It is for
your safety that I insist upon it. How deep
ly you might be imposed upon in my frequent
absences from home I shudder to think.—
The man that is now below may be but a
burglar in disguise, and already in your ab
sence taking impressions in wax of the differ
ent key-holes in the room so as to enter some
night at his leisure. Your limited experience
of city life, makes it difficult for you to credit
so much depravity. It is no charity to give
to street beggars, it only encourages vice,
dearest."
At this moment the servant rapped violent
ly at the door, crying out that the beggar
`vas dying.
" Come, Edward, your skill can save him,
I know," said his wife, hastening from the
room •
The doctor did not refuse this appeal to his
professional vanity, for he immediately fol
lowed her flying footsteps as they descended
to the basement. They found the mendicant
lying pale and unconscious upon the carpet,
where he had slipped in his - weakness from
the chair where Mrs. Maywood had seated
him.
" He is a handsome fellow," muttered the
doctoeas he bent over him to ascertain the
state of his pulse.
Ana/ he might, well say so. The glossy
looks of raven hair had fallen away from a
broad white forehead ; his closed eyelids were
bordered by long raven lashes which lay like
a silken fringe upon his pale bronzed cheeks,
while at delicate acquiline . nose, and a square
massive chin displayed a model of manly
beauty.
" Is he dead 2" asked the young wife seri
ously.
" Oh, no, 'tis only a fainting fit, induced
by the sudden change of the temperature,
and perhaps the first stage of starvation," re
plied the doctor sympathising. He had for
gotten for the moment his cold maxims of
prudence, and added, " he must be carried
to a room without fire, and placed in a com
fortable bed."
The coachman was called in to assist in
lifting the athletic stranger, who was soon
carried to a room, where the doctor admin
istered with his own hands, strong doses of
port wine with sangaree. The young man
soon became partially conscious, but all con
versation was forbade him, and he sank qui
etly to sleep.
" He is doing well ; let him rest as long as
he can ; should he awake in our absence, give
him beef and tea and toast ad libitum," said
the doctor professional, as he left the room.
In less than an hour afterwards, Dr. May
wood and his wife entered the gorgeous
church of the most Holy Trinity.
Amid the hundreds of fair dames that en
ter its fair portals, dressed with all the
taste and magnificence that abundant wealth
could procure, not one rivalled in grace and
beauty the orphan bride of the rich physi
cian. Her tall graceful figure was robed in
violet silk, that only heightened by contrast
her large azure eyes, bright with the lustre
of youth and happiness; yet there was a
touch of tender piety in their drooping lids
that won the confidence of every beholder.—
The snowy ermine matilla, which protected
her from the piercing wind, rivalled, but
could not surpass, the delicate purity of her
complexion. Many admiring eyes followed
the faultless figure of Mrs. Maywood, as she
moved with unconscious grace up the central
aisle of the church, but none with more heart
felt devotion than the young, wayward but
generous man, who had recently wed her in
spite of her poverty and the sneers of his
aristocratic acquaintances.
The stately organ had pealed its last rich
notes, which were faintly echoinc , in the dis
tant arches, when a stranger of venerable
aspect, who had previously taken part in the
services of the altar, rose and announced his
text, the oft quoted, but seldom applied words
of the apostle, " Be not forgetful to entertain
strangers, for thereby some have entertained
angels unawares."
Dr. Maywood felt his forehead flushed
painfully ; it appeared to him for the moment
that the preacher,,,must have - known his want
of charity towards the stanger, and wished
to give him a public lesson • but he soon saw
from the tenor of his remarks,i that his own
guilty conscience made the application in his
particular case. I have no space nor power
to give any synopsis of the sermon ; but that
it, combined with the incident of the morning,
effected a happy resolution in the mind of at
least one of its hearers; so much so, that on
the return of Dr. Maywood from church, he
repaired at once to the room of the mendicant
to offer such medicines as he might stand in
need of. But the young man seemed to be
much refreshed by rest and nutritious food,
and commenced gracefully thanking his host
for the kind attention he had receive, which,
without a doubt, had saved his life. But I
will recompense you well, for, thank God, I
am not the beggar that I seem. I was ship
wrecked on Friday night, on the Ocean
Wave, on my return from India. My name
was doubtless among the list of the lost—for
I escaped from the waves by a miracle. I
attempted to make my way to New York,
where I have ample funds in bank awaiting
my orders, but I must have perished from
cold and hunger had it not been for you and
your wife's provident charity. I was re
pulsed from every door as an imposter, and
could get neither food nor rest. To be an
exile from ones native land for ten years, and
then, after escaping from the perils of the
ocean, to die of hunger in the streets of a
christian city, I felt was truly a bitter fate.
"My name is Arthur Willett," added the
stranger.
" Why that is my wife's family name.—
She will be pleased at her agency in your
recovery."
" Of what State is she a native ?" asked
Arthur Willett, eagerly.
"I married her in the town of B—,
where she was born."
At this moment, Mrs. Maywood entered
the room, surprised at the long absence of
her husband.
Arthur Willett gazed on her with a look
of wild surprise, murmering :
"It cannot be—it cannot be. lam deliri
ous in thinking so."
Mrs. Maywood gazed with little less aston
ishment.
" What painful mystery is this ?" cried
Dr. Maywood excitedly, addessing his wife,
who had then become conscious of the sin
gularity of her conduct.
" Oh, no mystery," she replied sighing
deeply, " only this stranger is the image
of my long lost brother, Arthur." And Mrs.
Maywood, overcome with emotion, turned to
leave the room.
" Stay one moment," pleaded the stranger,
drawing a small mourning ring from his
finger, and holding it up, asked her if she
recognized that relic.
"It is my father's grey hair, and you
are—"
" His son, Arthur Willett, and your broth-
er."
Mary Willett Maywood fell upon the men
dicant's breast, weeping tears of sweetest joy
and thanksgiving.
Dr. Maywood retired from the room, and
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HUNTINGDON, PA., DECEMBER 28, 1.859.
-PERSEVERE. -
left sister and brother alone in that sacred
hour of re-union, saying to himself:
"Be not forgetful to entertain strangers,
for thereby some have entertained angels un
awares." o
Do; You Want a Boy, Sir ?
" Do you want a boy, sir ?" said George, a
little urchin scarcely eight years old, to a
spruce looking clerk in a large store.
" Want a boy ! Why who wants to be
hired ?" asked the clerk, looking with a puz
zled glance at the little applicant.
"1: do, sir," replied George.
" Look here, gentlemen," cried the young
man, speaking to his fellow clerks, "here is
a regular Goliah seeking ;work! Wanni to
be a porter, I s'pose. Look at him 1 Lint
he a strapper ?"
The clerks gathered in great glee about
poor George, who stood full- of earnest pur
pose before them, andwas, therefore, uncon
scious of any reason why be should be made
arobject of sport.
" What can you do ?" asked one. Asb,t'
" You can post books, of course?" said an
other.
" Carry a bale of goods on your shoulder,
eh 2" cried a third.
" Hush, young gentlemen," said the elderly
book-keeper at the desk, after viewing George
through his spectacles. "Hush I Don't make
sport of the child. Let me talk to him."—
Then, speaking to George in kindly tones, he
said, " You are too young to be hired, my
child. Who sent you here ?"
" I came myself, sir. My father and moth
er are gone to Heaven. My aunt is poor, and
I want to earn something to help her. lam
very strong, sir, and will work very hard.—
Won't you please to hire me ?"
This simple story, told in a way that
showed how earnestly the boy was, not only
checked the sport of the spruce clerks, but
brought tears to their eyes. They looked on
the delicate child before them with admira
tion and respect, and one of them placing a
quarter dollar on the desk, asked the rest to
follow his example. They did so. He took
the money and offered it to George, saying :
" You are too small to be of any use here,
my good boy. But take the money, and when
you have grown a bit, perhaps we may find
something for you to do."
George looked at the money without offer
ing to touch it.
"-Why don't you take the money ?" asked
the clerk.
" If you please, sir," I am not a beggar,"
said George ; "I only want to earn something
to pay my aunt for keeping me."
" You are a noble little fellow," said the
senior clerk. "We give you the money not
because we think you, a beggar, but because
we like your spirit. Such a boy as you will
never be a beggar. Take the change, my
boy, and may God give you and your aunt
better days."
George now took the money, put it care
fully into his little pocket, and left the store.
His aunt, needy as she was, could not help
laughing when he told his story, and the
chiding she gave him for going in search of
work without her council, was not very se
vere, you may feel assured.
I like George's spirit in this affair. It was
the spirit that makes poor boys grow into
useful and successful men. It made George
do this, for in after years that little boy be
came a noted artist, whose praise was spoken
by many tongues. All children should cher
ish a desire to do all they can for themselves,
and to support themselves by their own labor
as early as possible. Those who lean on
father and mother for everything will find it
hard work to get along by-and-by, as they
may have to do when their parents die.—
While those who early learn to rely upon
themselves will have little difficulty in earn
ing their own living. Learn, therefore, my
children to help yourselves—always minding
to do so under the advice and with the con
sent of your parents or guardians.
How Sut Lovengood Dosed His Dog
When I were a boy, my legs not longer
than John Wentworth's, dad fotched home a
worthless, mangy, flee-bitten, gray old fox
houn', good for nothin' but to swallow whot
orter lined the bowels of us brats. Well, I
natural' took a distaste, and had a sort o'
hankerin' after hurtin' his feeling an' dis
cumfortin' ov him every time dad's back were
turned. This sorter kept a big skeer before
his eyes, and a orful yell ready to pour out,
the first motion he seed me make. So he
learned to swallow things as he run, and al
lers kept his legs well under him, fur be didn't
never know how soon he mought want to use
em' in totin' his carcass beyond the reach of
a fiyin' rock. He knowed the whiz ova rock
in moshun well, an' he never stopped to see
who flung it, but jist left his bead fly open to
gin a howl room to cum, and set his legs
gwine the way his nose was pin tin'. He'd
shy round every rock he seen in the road, for
he looked upon it as a calamity to cum arter
him some day. I tell you, Gregory, that run
nin' am the greatest invenshun on earth
when used keerfully. Whar'd i a been by
this time, of I hadn't relied on these legs ?
D'ye see 'ern ! Don't they remind you of
compusses made on purpose to divide a mile
into quarters ? They'll do.
Well, one day I tuck a pig's bladder, nigh
unto the size of a duck's azg, and filled it full
ov powder, and corked it with a piece of
punk, rolled it up in a thin skulp of meat,
and sot the punk afire and flung it at him.—
He swallowed it in a jerk, and then sot to get
ting away for doing it. I heard a noise like
bustin' somethin', and his tail lit top ov my
hat. His head were away down the hill, and
had tack death hold onter a root. His fore
legs were fifty feet up the road makin' mo
shuns, and his hind ones a straddil ov the
the fence. As to the dog himself, as a dog
I never seed him again.
Well, dad flung five or six hundred under
my shirt with the dried skin ov a bull's tail,
and gin me the remainder next day with a
waggin whip what he borrowed from a feller
while he was watterin, his horses ; the wag
giner got sorry for me, and hollowed to me
to turn my beggin' and squallin' into fustrate
running, which I immediately did, and the
last lick missed me about tea feat.
ILove of Occupation.
The great difference which we perceive in
the success of people depends almost entirely
upon the earnestness with which they pursue
their industrial callings. And that earnest
ness depends again upon the love for and the
engrossment by the pursuit in which they
are engaged. It is a bad sign when a man
is forever lamenting the difficulties of his av
ocation, and wishing he were in any other
business than that which, for the time being,
demands his attention.
• Those who expect to find any pursuit which
is free from difficulties, are grossly mistaken.
Every occupation, prosecuted to success, in
volves the overcoming of many obstacles, and
the surmounting of many impediments.—
When we fancy that our particular business
possesses all the discouragements, and that
the avocations of others are all pleasant and
easy, we only exhibit the narrowness of our
minds and the feebleness of our observation.
We observe the mechanic working with
great ease in his department of handicraft,
and most rapidly producing the most beauti
ful forms from the rudest material. His work
looks easy. But who does not know that
year after year of severe application and
practise were requisite to prepare for such
speedy and beautiful execution ? The lawyer
addresses a jury upon a vast collection of
facts, and, with surpassing eloquence, strips
the sophistries away which have been artful
ly woven by the opposite counsel. Every
body admires the skill with which this is
done, and those who have not made the at
tempt, think it easy to imitate it. But, let
them try, and they would discover that years
of close study and much logical culture were
necessary in order that th effect might be
produced.
So it is in every occupation. Ease, skill,
and grace in labor come only from repe.ited
struggles, and after many failures. We feel
the difficulties in our own pursuits, but, in
the pursuits of others, we only witness the
dexterity which the operator manifests.
Hence we misjudge and magnify the vexa
tions and difficulties of our own avocations.
But, whenever we get into this state of
mind, we may be sure that we are leaving
the path which leads to the goal of success.
It shows that we do not love our occupation,
that we are not sufficiently engrossed by it to
deserve or command success.
To the young, a love of the pursuit in
which you are engaged is invaluable. The
moment they possess this, every obstacle di
minishes in magnitude and power, until it
becomes a pleasure to attack and overcome
them. Bat, when
* young men go through
their daily tasks simply because they feel
they must execute them, their avocation be
comes dull and tedious, and they do not prop
erly perform their tasks. A boy in a store,
who does just as much as he is told to do,
and not even that when he can shirk part of
it, will never make a good business man.—
He never satisfies his employers, never gets
half the wages that he might, and, by his
dilatory and shiftless method of doing his
work, makes his task twice as arduous as it
would otherwise be.
So it is with the man who is prosecuting
business on his own account. If he defers it
to his pleasures or recreations, his business
becomes annoying and tiresome. He loses
customers and grows careless. As his busi
ness decreases he becomes more and more
disaffected, and finally, retires a bankrupt
and in disgust with his avocation. There is
no remedy for this state of things but the
cultivation of a taste, amounting to a passion,
for the occupation which we pursue for a
Organization of' Congress.—Within the last
twenty years there have been three instances
of a long delay in the organization of the
House of Representatives at Washington.—
The Cincinnati Inquirer recalls the facts in
the following sketch :
In 1839 and '4O, toward the close of Mr.
Van Buren's administration, the House, which
met early in December, did not succeed in
choosing a Speaker until about the first of
January. The choice then fell on Mr. R. M.
T. Hunter, now a United States Senator from
Virginia, but then serving in the House of
Representatives. It was his first session, and
he was entirely unknown to the country.—
He was a Southern State-rights whig, and
was elected by the Whigs and democratic
friends of Mr. Calhoun. Before the session
was over Mr. Hunter joined the democratic
party, and supported Mr. Van Buren for
President in the memorable 'hard cider' con
test of 1840.
Again, in 1849 and '5O there was a long
delay in the organization. The candidates
for Speaker were R. C. Winthrop, Whig, of
Massachusetts, and Howell Cobb, dem. of
Ga.,
now Secretary of the Treasury. After
balloting for three weeks it was found impos
sible to elect by a majority, so a rule was
adopted delaring that the person who had
the highest number of votes should be elected
whether it was a majority of the whole num
ber of votes cast or not. Under this rule Mr.
Cobb, democrat, of Georgia, was elected.—
But the most remarkable instance of delay
was in 1855-1856. The House of Represen
tatives which convened in December, 1855,
did not succeed in electing a Speaker until
February, 1856, a period of eleven or twelve
weeks. Mr. Banks, republican, of Massachu
setts, was then elected under the plurality
rule, similar to that adopted in 1850. He
received one hundred and three votes to one
hundred cast for Wm. Aiken, democrat, of
South Carolina. With these exceptions, we
believe, that there is no instance in our con
gressional history where the house failed to
organize the first week of the session.
The Speaker is a very important political
officer, is worth contending for. He has the
appointment of all the committees of the
House, and, under the rules of Parliamenta
ry law in regard to the dispatch of business,
can, by his decisions, make a most potent in
fluence in determining the character of the
legislation of the country.
xfar Some men are as covetous as if they
were to live forever ; and others as profuse as
if they were to die the next moment.
Editor and Proprietor.
An Historical Retrospect
Not long ago an eye-witness of the circum
stance related a fight, or rather a conflict be
tween a Central Engine and a short-tailed,
stiff-necked little bull belonging to a farmer
living near the line. One very fine morning
as the locomotive was traveling down the
country at a. speed considerably faster than
a snail or a six os team, the engineer " look
ed up the road and saw the dust arising."—
Nearing the point, he discovered a live ani
mal in the midst ofit, pawing and snorting
in a manner which showed that his bump of
combattiveness was largely developed. The
whistle instantly admonished him, in any
thing but a whispering tone, that he was
trespassing upon private rights, and that his
presence was demanded away from there.—
But the bovine specimen of flesh answered
the admonition with a blast which, if uttered
at the same time, would have drowned the
scream of the locomotive, and which announ
ced that the ventor considered himself mas
ter of the position, or MacGregor on his na
tive heath. To go round was not in the na
ture of the engine, and to get out of the way
not in the nature of the bull. This made up
a distinct issue between the parties. As the
engine rapidly neared, and the short-tailed
party squared himself, and when within a
few feet of each other, a mutual lunge was
made, which resulted in a little more " bar,"
hide and blood being distributed around
there—and in quicker time—than you ever
saw on market morning in a butcher's lot.—
It is needless to say that the engine, like the
French at Solferino, remained master of the
ground. An Irish brakesman closed the se
rio-comedy by remaking to the defunct bovine
carcass, " y've pluck, but d—n yer judg
ment."
NO, 27.
PERSONAL CHARACTER OF IRVING.—The
character of Mr. Irving was cherishod with
such admiration and delight in the hearts of
his countrymen, that a cold analysis of its
Qualities, almost upon his departure, would
be no less impertinent than superfluous.—
The language of fond eulogiurn has bean
lavished in his praise. Our most eminent
writers have loved to make his virtues the
theme of cordial panegyric. In truth, the
sympathy which he called forth by the sweet
ness and kindness of his heart was not sur
passed by the homage which was freely paid
to the splendid endowments of his intellect.
It was the man, more than the author, in
Washington Irving, which commanded such
reverence and love, from neighbor and friend.
With his innate turn for humor, he combined
a tender appreciation of every form of loveli
ness and worth. His inimitable satire was
never malignant, but even its most spicy
manifestations, always preserved a genial el
ement. His lambent sarcasms won admira
tion, not by their bitterness, but by their
brilliancy. He had such a genuine love of
nature as to make affectation with him im
possible. It is as a sincere, generous, large
hearted, and healthy-minded man that hes
will be remembered with lingering affection,
even if the lovers of literature could ever
forget the debt which they owe to the produc
tions of his rare and beautiful gunius.
,WrlVe never knew until we read the ser
mon of Elder Middlemas, one of the saints
of Mormondotn, delivered recently to his dis
ciples at Salt Lake City, that they had a
printing office, editors and reporters, in Heav
en. He concludes his sermon thus :
" They eat and drink and sleep in Heaven.
Earth is emphatically a miniature of Heaven.
I believe they have a printing office in Heav
en, and electric telegraphs, and short hand
reporters. Why not? Are they not greater
than we are on earth ? I believe there is a
channel of communication extending from
my mouth to the home of the angels, and
probably an angel at the telegraph office in
Heaven is now waiting for the news from
here, and as soon as he gets it he will take it
right to the hand of the printers and they
will set it up in type and print it in newspa
pers, and then boys or men will jump on
horses and ride around, giving the inhabi
tants of Heaven the latest news concerning
the kingdom of God on earth. There are
more than two reporters here, more than
brother Long and brother Watt ; I believe
there is a reporter here from Heaven to find
out who is speaking, what he is speaking
about, and everything else of interest. He
sends the items as fast as he gets them, right
up to Heaven, and there they are printed."
A thy FIELD ANECDOTE.—An old gentle
man who was always bragging how folks
used to work in his young days, one time
challenged his two sons to pitch on a load of
hay as fast as he could load it.
The challenge was accepted and the hay
wagon driven round, and the trial commenced.
For some time the old man held his own very
creditable, calling out, tauntingly, "More
hay ! more hay I"
Thicker and faster it came. The old man
was nearly covered, still he kept crying,
" More hay ! more hay !" until struggling to
keep on the top of the disordered and ill-ar
ranged heap, it began first to roll, then to
slide, and at last off it went from the wagon,
and the old man with it.
" What are you down here for ?" cried the
boys.
" I came down after hay !" answered the
old man, stoutly.
Which was the fact. Ile had come down
after the wagon load, which had to be pitched
on again rather more deliberately.
ler A drunken man entered a Sunday
school when the superintendent was question
ing the scholars, and quietly watched the
proceedings. At first the teacher paid no at
tention to the "intruder." But presently,
being disturbed by frequent repetition of
" hic-cough," in which cabalistic expression
the stranger frequently indulged, the good
parson demanded. in a. severe tone : " Sir, do
you know where you are ?" " Yes, sir, was
the prompt answer, " I am in a state of sin
and depravity. Ask me another (hic) hard
question l" •
zei— An Arkansas candidate for Congress
sets forth his qualifications for office in the
following language :
" Gentlemen, if I am elected so this office,
I will represent my constituents as the sea
represents the earth, or as night contrasts
with day. I will unrivet all human so
ciety, clean all its parts, and•screw it togeth
er again. I will correct all abuses, purge
out all corruption, and go through the ene
mies of our party like a rat through a new
cheese." He was elected.
S - "My son, haven't I told you three
times to go and shut that gate ?" said a fath
er to a three year old. " Yes," said Young
America, " and haven't I told you three times
that I wouldn't do it. You must be stupid."
Ser. Wherever there is authority, there is
a natural inclinanion to disobedience. It was
so with our first parents, and it has ever beer&
so with all their docendanta.
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